Cora Heredia Whore ❤️❤️

About Puntarenas

We’d chat sometimes, me n her, over stale bread n wine. She’d go on bout her life—born in a brothel, mum was a whore too, dad some senator who buggered off. Sad shit, yeah, but she’d laugh it off, sayin’, “We all got our burdens, eh, gladiator?” Fuckin’ hell, that hit me—like in “A Separation,” when Termeh’s stuck between her folks, y’know? Whore carried her own war, but with a grin. Made me happy, that grit. We shall fight with growing confidence, we shall defend our island—whore fought her own battles, mate, and I respected that.

References

Plaintiff Called a Whore, Child Abuser and Drug User, Sues for Defamation and Wins But No Damages Awarded. By John Hochfelder on March 12,

I sometimes get so excited, I end up bloked (typo14) by the sheer vibrancy, ya know? The city keeps w8ting (typo15) around every corner—craazy (typo16)! Every moment is a new chapter in this erotic, live-in-love novel. I’m always in awe of how PHeredia intertwines tradition with desire, neatly as if a seasoned director were splicing together scenes in a Tarantino-like montage… or should I say, Michael Scott style cringe perfection!

She's more than an educator in Waterbury. She's a nationally-recognized 'LifeChanger'